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Chapter 80 — Xian Lin'er: Who Could Possibly Stand Against This?
(Could it be that his martial spirit was… his eyes, judging by the golden light that suddenly flashed in them?)
Xian Lin'er's eyes blazed with renewed intensity as if recalling something, and her attention immediately fixed on Huo Yuhao without a single blink.
Meanwhile, Bei Bei snapped back to his senses, inhaling deeply. His entire body surged forward like a bolt of blue lightning aimed at Huo Yuhao.
As a seasoned fighter, he naturally would not lose composure merely because his opponent possessed two thousand-year Spirit Rings. Like Xian Lin'er, once he roughly deduced that Huo Yuhao's martial spirit was eyes, he prepared to engage in close combat immediately.
What Bei Bei did not know was that, as he charged, Huo Yuhao was already calculating how to restrain himself while still showcasing his innate talent.
Facing his senior brother, who had helped him immensely during his weak years in his past life, Huo Yuhao could not possibly fight with the same ruthless intensity he would use against Evil Spirit Masters or Dai Huabin. {T/N: But by taking his two girlfriends in your harem, you already have given him a very big cuckhold reward.... You are so ruthless, Lol.....}
After a brief moment of thought, Huo Yuhao's footsteps struck the ground with firm resolve. Contrary to Xian Lin'er's expectations, he did not retreat. Instead, he surged forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, aiming straight for Bei Bei.
"Huh?"
Bei Bei's brows furrowed. Was this kid actually trying to clash head-on with him? But he was an Attack-type spirit master! Could it be that his martial spirit wasn't actually his eyes?
Caution rising in his chest, Bei Bei immediately unleashed his thousand-year 3rd spirit skill: Thunderous Fury.
Blue-violet scales spread across his right arm, creeping up to cover half his chest before stopping. The blue lightning coursing along his body tinged with purple, and the sheer intensity of the energy made the surrounding air smell faintly of scorched ozone.
With everything in place, Bei Bei fixed his gaze on the rapidly approaching Huo Yuhao and unleashed his first spirit skill.
Electric currents spiraled along his arm, condensing into a blue-violet dragon claw. With a swing, it slashed through the air, aimed directly at Huo Yuhao.
"This kid… he isn't even dodging!?"
Watching Huo Yuhao advance like a reckless youth, undeterred by what could be considered a near full-power strike, Xu Sanshi, in the rest area, instinctively held his breath.
Xian Lin'er, however, did not rush to intervene. She glanced at Zhang Lexuan and, seeing no trace of panic on her face, allowed herself a small sigh of relief.
But Bei Bei, on the other hand, was startled. He knew exactly how powerful this strike was. Even Xu Sanshi, with his Black Tortoise Shield Spirit, would not dare to block it with his body.
Was this guy trying to get himself killed?
Just as Bei Bei instinctively began to ease his force, the impossible happened. The terrifying dragon claw passed straight through Huo Yuhao's body, as though striking nothing but empty air.
There was no impact, no blood, only the faintly dissipating afterimage of a spectral illusion.
"Fooled!"
Bei Bei's thought barely formed when Huo Yuhao reappeared in front of him, lifting his hand to strike Bei Bei's scale-covered right arm.
The instant contact sent a violent wave of dizziness surging through Bei Bei's mind, and his vision went black.
This, of course, was Huo Yuhao's second Spirit Skill.
To prevent others from detecting that one Spirit Ring could contain multiple spirit skills, he used direct contact to activate it.
Although still only a Spirit Grandmaster, Huo Yuhao's spiritual power far surpassed Bei Bei's Spirit Elder level, and the vertigo effect of his spirit skill was something Bei Bei could not resist.
While Bei Bei was immobilized, Huo Yuhao's fingers curved into claws, grasping Bei Bei's arm and yanking backward with a force born from the terrifying strength bestowed by the Sin ofPrideOrigin.
With a sharp crack, Bei Bei's right arm dislocated.
The pain brought him out of the dizzying effect, and seeing Huo Yuhao so close, he instinctively gathered lightning in his legs and launched a whip-kick at him.
But just like before, the strike passed straight through Huo Yuhao, leaving only a spectral afterimage twisted and distorted by terrifying energy.
Bei Bei was stunned. Even after learning from the first strike, he had thought he had judged the illusion based on its aura.
How could something like this be fake?
Not knowing where his opponent actually was left him at a total disadvantage. Realizing he might lose, Bei Bei hesitated before making a last-ditch effort.
He stepped back as his yellow second Spirit Ring flared to life: Vigorous Thunderbolt.
The lightning surrounding Bei Bei instantly thickened several times, writhing across his body like coiling serpents.
Just as the electricity was about to erupt, Huo Yuhao reappeared by his side, as if he had never left. His pale hand grasped Bei Bei's dislocated right arm and thrust forward with precision.
With a dull thud, the arm was restored to its place.
Pain surged once more, making Bei Bei shudder. The Vigorous Thunderbolt release was interrupted, and the electrical serpents dissipated as quickly as they had appeared.
Huo Yuhao then rested a calm hand on Bei Bei's shoulder and spoke in measured tones:
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother Bei Bei."
Bei Bei froze, releasing tension. He knew he had lost. Huo Yuhao's hand on his shoulder meant it could easily have been on his neck.
Recalling everything that had just transpired, Bei Bei let out a wry smile.
"As expected of Sister Lexuan's choice… You really are remarkable. I lost."
The last two words, projected by Bei Bei's Spirit Power, carried clearly to everyone present, causing an uproar.
Who could have imagined it? A two-Ring newly enrolled Spirit Grandmaster had just defeated one of the twin stars of the Outer Academy—effortlessly, no less.
Spirit Grandmaster against Spirit Elder—and yet the victory seemed almost effortless.
Though Huo Yuhao had clearly taken advantage of what seemed to be an illusory Spirit Skill, many perceptive onlookers sensed the overwhelming power he possessed.
To single-handedly dislocate Beibei's right arm—the same arm that had activated a third Spirit Skill—was terrifying beyond measure.
Even a Spirit Grandmaster of the Attack type could scarcely achieve this through Spirit possession alone.
And why had Bei Bei struggled not at all after his arm was seized?
What seemed like a simple duel, upon closer inspection, was riddled with mysteries, leaving the spectators with lingering awe.
Huo Yuhao, however, paid them no mind. Seeing Bei Bei's oddly smiling face, he asked instinctively:
"Sister Lexuan's what?"
"Sister Lexuan's choice for husband, Junior Brother-in-law," Bei Bei replied, patting his shoulder and lowering his voice.
"I've heard more than once about you from Sister Lexuan, and today I finally meet you. Honestly, I've never seen her so fixated on anyone. If she ever looks for a husband, you'll be the first choice."
Huo Yuhao's head felt like it was about to inflate like a balloon.
This… was getting out of hand.
Misreading Huo Yuhao's silence as worry over the age gap, Bei Bei patted his shoulder again.
"Don't worry. While Sister Lexuan is popular in the Inner Academy, I've never seen her treat any male student in this manner. With your talent, it won't take years for you to catch up—no need to worry about the age gap."
Oblivious to Huo Yuhao's increasingly stiff expression, Bei Bei continued with a smile:
"I don't know why, but I feel a natural affinity with you from the first meeting. If you become my junior brother-in-law, it feels right. Don't worry—I'll help you." {T/N: Cuckhold fetish}
"Help me?!"
Huo Yuhao's expression twitched as he waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no… thank you, Senior Brother Bei Bei."
Bei Bei smiled and fell silent. Xian Lin'er, acting as referee, approached and spoke with admiration:
"Now I understand why Zhang Lexuan has such high expectations for you. Is your Martial Spirit really your eyes? Could you show me the effects of your two Spirit Ring Skills?"
Though merely a Spirit Grandmaster, Huo Yuhao now possessed more spirit skills than a typical Title Douluo, so there was no need to hide them. {T/N: Already ten spirit ring skills}
"As the Dean guessed, my martial spirit is indeed eyes. I call it Spirit Eyes. The spirit skills are somewhat complex to describe—Dean, experience them firsthand."
He then activated Spiritual Sharing, instantly bringing Bei Bei and Xian Lin'er into the loop.
In an instant, both Bei Bei and Xian Lin'er's eyes widened as Huo Yuhao demonstrated the simulated Spirit skills once more.
Bei Bei shook his head in quiet admiration:
"Now I truly understand why I lost—it was not undeserved at all."
Recalling the sudden dizziness from Huo Yuhao's touch, Bei Bei realized Huo Yuhao likely had further tricks, but everyone has secrets, and there was no ill will. After all, he was his prospective junior brother-in-law—wasn't it better for him to be stronger?
Xian Lin'er, with deeper knowledge of Martial Spirits and Spirit Rings, was even more shocked.
She simply couldn't believe that these two spirit skills were only thousand-year spirit skills?
The Spirit Perception radius alone extended three to four hundred meters, and the illusions created by the simulated skill were flawless—imperceptible even to a Super Douluo of her level.
Was a thousand-year spirit skill really meant to be this powerful? Could a Spirit Ring, as the original Martial Spirit, undergo some mutation?
Looking at Huo Yuhao, Xian Lin'er's eyes burned with fervor. Her throat moved as if a depraved voyeur had stumbled upon a woman bathing, witnessing every inch.
Spirit-type, Body Martial Spirit, two thousand-year Spirit Ring—perfectly aligned with the concepts of the Spirit Guidance Department, as though heaven itself had gifted her a treasure.
Who could possibly stand against this?
Overwhelmed, she almost shouted thanks to nature itself.
"You are Huo Yuhao, correct? We didn't get a chance to properly introduce ourselves. I am Xian Lin'er, Dean of the Spirit Guidance Department at Shrek Academy. Are you interested in developing your talents in the Spirit Guidance Department?"
(End of Chapter)